Tag: Yale
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Initial Thoughts on New Haven
I fly back from New Haven, CT today. My cab comes in 6 hours. I’ve been doing a lot of contemplative wandering around Yale’s campus (particularly Old Campus, which I find the most charming) over the past two days. In the past week, I’ve danced without pants, attended a fraternity party in a house that…
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On Naked Parties
Last night I had the pleasure of dining with a friend of mine from high school and his eight housemates. The food was very good, the conversation witty and at times acerbic, and the people there could only be described as a group of unpretentious hipsters. To wit: they were to what hipsters aspired: artistic,…
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Mass Art, and Some Thoughts on Romanticism
The afternoon was spent perusing the various art museums here on Yale’s campus. In one there was the standard fare: the oil paintings of Jesus and nobles and the poor at work, the amorphous sculptures characteristic of the middle of the twentieth century, and many other categories not named here. From each, the quintessence of…
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In Philadelphia, Waiting for My Flight
Currently, I’m sitting in the Philadelphia airport in terminal F and looking skeptically at a rickety propellor plane which I am supposed to board.. Looking around, there are the average people one might expect to see in an airport, or a mall, or in the waiting room of a doctor’s office. Overwhelmingly plain, some pasty,…